Thanks for the red sweter, Mable. We aint allowed to use them. But you
dont want to feel bad about that cause I got lots of others an didnt
need it anyway. An tell your mother thanks for the preserves an cake. I
think thats what they was. They must have packed them between a steam
roller and a donkey engin from the looks. Joe Loomis picked out most of
the glass an tried some. Hed eat anything, that fello, Mable. He said it
must have been pretty good when it started. Tell that to your mother. I
know it will please her.

I got so many presents from other girls an the like that its kind of
hard to remember if you sent me anything else. If you did just tell me
in your next letter and Ill thank you when I rite again.

I hope my presents arrived all right. I guess you'll like em. You ought
to at the price. As I says to the girl what sold em when she says she
didnt have nothin cheaper "Nothins to good for where there goin." Isnt
that tipical of me, Mable?

Well, Mable, perhaps next year Ill send you a Dutch helmit maybe. It
aint no use wishin you a happy New Year cause I know how itll be with me
away an your father what he is.

Yours regardless,
_Bill._



_Mon Croquette:_

Thats not the kind with the evenin dress tooth pick in the top, Mable. A